The quiet dignity of a court session was abruptly disturbed when someone loudly broke wind in the public gallery.
Nobody apologised for the noisy interruption – and there were anxious looks from people nearby who feared they might get the blame. [Remember – he who smelt it, dealt it. Then again, he who said the rhyme, did the crime]. Grimsby magistrates pretended they had not heard a thing, and in a seemingly unrelated incident a few minutes later, all the lights went out for a few seconds before flickering back on again.
Goodness me and a half.
Let’s hope it did come from the public gallery; surely the magistrates themselves wouldn’t have let rip with a backdoor trombone blast.
I wonder how the parpetrator perpetrator fared.
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